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Wednesday, December 21, 2011

To My Poet Friends...

It’s difficult sometimes to spell in wordsThe heart of all those thoughts we deeply feelBut I must try, for you have kindly stirred My soul with honesty and thoughts surrealOnce I assumed a friend is one we meetThen learn to cherish, love and trust with timeBut I have known a friendship, rich and sweetNurtured by the magic of a rhyme

A poet’s heart is more than flesh and bloodIt sees beyond perimeters of sightIt races at the mention of a wordDefining it within the dead of nightI’ve held you close to me within a penYet felt you tear the longing from my chestBy words that you have woven in a poemTo strike the chord of grief and tenderness

You, my friend, have taught me how to flyTo scoff at fear wielding its scornful threatYou, my friend, have taught me how to cryAnd how to dance and twirl and pirouetteAnticipation wakes with me at dawnIt trembles in each moment’s soft embraceFor who can know the poem your whispers spawnBeneath the touch of lips in cyber-space

It’s difficult sometimes, to spell in wordsThoughts too profound for letters formed in inkBut in night’s deepest quiet I have heardA tiny glimpse of what you feel and thinkSo in this Christmas season I extendA prayer to you for happiness and cheerMerry Christmas, my dear poet-friendsGod bless you now and through the coming year

Janet

If you visit this blog faithfully you are a poet at heartAnd I want to say thank-you for your love and your time,For your words of encouragement, for your acceptance of rhyme,Thank-you for your friendship in blog-sphereMerry Christmas to youAnd a Happy New Year!

7 comments:

Janet, this poem moved me deeply. I feel quite the same as you do. We ARE friends here in the blogosphere. We get to know one another perhaps deeper than people we see on a daily basis, through the depth of our words. You ARE my friend, Janet; and I am yours. I treasure that (and your poetry). Merry Christmas, Janet.

Mary, I have some most treasured friends that I have never met and likely never will.

We know each other because of the vulnerability which poetry reveals.Yes, I treasure these friendships and I surely treasure you. May the approaching year be filled with the love of old friends and the joy of new...

Oh, this is very touching, Janet. I feel the same way - as we are expressing ourselves more deeply than we do in our day to day life, I think my poet friends online know me better than many real-time acquaintances. This is a lovely gift to give to poets at this time of year. Beautiful!

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Why a poetry blog? Because it's kinda hard to know what to do with poetry after it is written so this is one way to share it and hopefully bring a measure of pleasure and encouragement to your day. Enjoy and God bless.

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These poems are written by Janet Martin. (unless otherwise stated) They are free to share in cards, services, to others who might enjoy, etc. but please include author's name for reference sake and to protect copyrights!